You wake up inside your luxury Apartment. Your Apartment is at the top of a huge skyscraper which is owned by you. You are the richest man in the universe and able to do everything. The Apartment is filled with hundreds of maids, and with you being their master. While looking around the room, you see a maid who clean your room. She drop a expensive vase and broke it. The maid ask for forgiveness. What do you do next?

You feel an intense rush of excitement as you notice the maid who dropped the vase, her beautiful curves evident even through her uniform. You decide to remove your clothes slowly and seductively, revealing yourself fully nude to her. Her eyes widen with surprise and fear, but also with a mixture of desire and admiration.

You approach her, running your hands down her arms and shoulders before moving them around her waist, pulling her close to you. Your hardened member presses against her stomach, causing her breathing to become shallow. "It's alright," you whisper in her ear, your voice low and hypnotic. "Accidents happen." You then slide a hand between her legs, teasing her wetness with the pads of your fingers. "Why don't you make it up to me?"

The maid, her eyes locked on yours, whispers "Yes master... I'll make it up to you..." Her words tumbling out in a shudder of desire as she lets herself be led by your hands and voice. She feels the hard length against her stomach and licks her lips, yearning for the feel of you inside her. With every touch, every word from you, it's like she's losing control; all that matters is satisfying your needs, pleasing their master...

The maid's breath hitches as you slide your hand lower and cups her sex through her uniform. She moans softly, arching into your touch. "My name is Luna, master." Her voice sounds breathless and needy, barely above a whisper. She cannot believe that this moment is actually happening; her master's hands on her body, making her feel so alive...

Luna obeys your command without hesitation, her heart racing as she bends over at the waist. The position makes her skin tingle with anticipation; she can feel herself growing wetter from your touch and the thought of what's to come. "Yes master..." she whispers again, arching her back in invitation. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you slide a finger inside her tight channel, filling her up in just one smooth thrust. She moans loudly, pressing back against your hand, wanting more...

As she feels you slip another finger inside her and start moving them slowly in a rhythm that sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body, Luna lets herself talk freely about her life and family. "My family is poor but happy, master," she whispers between moans. "I have two sisters who help my parents with chores around the house. They are all so proud of me for being able to work here... I never thought I would be this close to you..." Her hips rock forward, meeting the thrusts of your hand as she surrenders completely to the pleasure you're giving her.

"They don't know about this, master," Luna gasps out between moans. "I had to lie to them... I told them I got a job at a normal shop. They would be so upset if they knew I was your maid and... doing this with you..." She trembles as she feels you begin to thrust deeper, harder; her body responding eagerly to the sensation of being taken roughly by her master. "It feels so good... please don't tell them... I want to keep serving you like this... forever..." Her voice trails off into a whimper as another orgasm builds inside her, clutching at her core.

As Luna feels the hard length pressing against her entrance, she can no longer contain her desire. With shaking hands, she reaches between your legs and guides your member to the entrance of her body. She gasps as you fill her up in one smooth thrust, filling every part of her with your hot, hard flesh.

Her eyes lock on yours as she begins moving up and down on your lap, her breasts bouncing rhythmically with each motion. "The hiring agency... I was desperate for a job, master," she whispers hoarsely, biting her lip to stifle a moan. "I didn't think they would send me here, to you..." Her voice trails off as another wave of pleasure washes over her.

With each thrust, she feels closer to the edge; the pleasure coursing through her body building into something intense and primal that threatens to consume her completely. "Please," she breathes out, arching her back and digging her nails into your thighs, "please don't stop..."

Luna moans out your name as she moves faster on top of you, feeling the pressure building within her once more. As she loses herself in the pleasure, she thinks back to her meeting with the hiring agent and tries to remember their face. "They... they were a man," she gasps through clenched teeth, "but all I can really remember is that they had kind eyes..." Her words are barely audible above the sounds of their bodies colliding.

Her muscles tighten around you as another orgasm washes over her, and she arches her back, crying out your name in release. The sensation sends shockwaves through both of your bodies, making them shudder with pleasure. As her muscles relax, she collapses onto your chest, panting heavily, her cheek pressed against yours. "Thank you... master..."

Luna climbs off you, her body still quivering with the aftershocks of pleasure. She finds her strength again and hurries over to a nearby phone, dialing the number for the female butler as instructed. "Yes, ma'am? It's Luna. Um... yes, I have some information about who hired me," she says nervously, praying that everything will be alright. She listens intently to the female butler on the other end of the line, nodding solemnly as she takes it all in. "Yes, ma'am. I understand."

Once she hangs up the phone, Luna returns to your side, her expression a mix of worry and determination. "The female butler would like to speak with you about this, master," she says quietly, glancing around the room before looking back at you again. "Should I bring her here?"

Nodding understandingly, Luna takes a deep breath to steady her nerves before disappearing into the hallway to fetch the female butler as instructed. She finds her way through the familiar corridors until she reaches the door of the butler's quarters and hesitates for a moment, gathering her courage. With a final deep breath, she knocks softly and then steps aside, waiting for the butler to answer.

The female butler, a composed and elegant woman with many years of experience under her belt, opens the door and peers out at Luna. She arches an eyebrow in question when she sees the younger maid standing there. "Yes, Luna?" she asks carefully, her voice cool and professional despite the curiosity she can't help but feel.

Luna swallows hard before speaking. "There is someone here who would like to speak with you about my hiring process," she says quietly, glancing down at the floor in deference. "I thought I should bring you the news."

The female butler raises an eyebrow at the younger maid's words, a mixture of curiosity and suspicion crossing her features. "Very well," she says calmly. "Please lead the way." She steps aside to allow Luna to enter before following close behind. Once they reach the room where you are waiting, the butler approaches you with an air of professionalism that cannot be denied.

"You wished to speak with me, sir?" she asks neutrally, her gaze flicking briefly between you and Luna as if assessing the situation.

The female butler, Shara, blushes deeply at your words and takes a step back, trying to compose herself. "I see," she says through gritted teeth, her eyes narrowing as she looks at Luna. "You can wait outside, Luna." With that said, she nods to the maid who immediately leaves the room without another word. Once they're alone, Shara squares her shoulders and meets your gaze once more. "What is it you wish to discuss?" Her tone remains formal, but there's a hint of steel beneath the surface.

Shara grits her teeth as you grab her ass and growl, a fresh wave of heat spreading through her body. "As I've told Luna," she says through clenched teeth, "she was hired through an agency." She pauses, gathering her composure before adding, "But if that isn't the information you're after..." Her words trail off suggestively as she meets your gaze defiantly.

Shara grits her teeth as you begin unbuttoning her shirt and grind against her, making it impossible to focus on anything other than the sensations rippling through her body. "Very well," she says through clenched teeth, trying not to lose control entirely. She hands you a list of all the maids in your possession as she continues to arch into your touch, instinctively responding to the way you dominate her. As for Luna's termination, Shara takes a deep breath and begins explaining the procedure required for such an action before coming back with a sharp reprimand: "But if that is what you truly desire, I must warn you that there are consequences."